Tang huangfuran
What's the hurry? If you are interested in eaves.
Blow the wind to every distance, with rain, and open it sideways.
You cut apricot beams and want to go every year.
Wan Yan
Tang Bai Juyi
Birds are young and Qiu Yan is lonely.
It's almost time to go to the club, so what does this title mean?
If you don't realize the later stage, you will need more construction.
Things in the world are the same, not just bird's nest.
Xinyan
Tang Cheng Yanxiong
As long as you leave the island and stay by the river, you must dream of singing and be a close neighbor.
There are still some people in the gallery who haven't come back.
Guiyan
Don du fu
Not only to avoid frost and snow, but also like a rare couple. It's not chaotic at four o'clock. I'll know in August.
Spring scenery visits each other, and the chicks still know the opportunity. Therefore, the nest will never die, and it will fly to its master.
Cunsheyan
Dondum
Han Palace 145, put more bead curtains and close the windows.
In summer, there will be half of the places camping in the cave, and Mao Yan smokes in two languages.
Double swallow
Don du fu
Travel food surprised Shuang Yan, bit mud into this hall. Should avoid dryness and dampness, return to cold.
It takes a long way to adopt a son. This autumn, heaven and earth are here, and I am far away from other places.
Guiyan
Dondum
The painting hall is full of singing and dancing, and no one who goes to the club watches it.
The dragon is the companion of Jiang Loushi, but he still needs to lean on the fence at dusk.
Chunlaiyan
Don Du Xunhe
My house is too low for you. I know how wide it is.
Beard chose a safe nest, but when his nest was built, he felt uneasy.
Chaoyan
Don
Swallows come to nest on my roof, and my house is not tall. If your children were kind, Paul wouldn't suffer.
Don't nest in a widow's house, because the widow hates sitting alone. Jealousy flies in two directions, and it breaks the nest.
Yanlai
Tangweizhuang
Last year, I left my nest and bid farewell to my neighbors. Today, I was stunned by the new thatched cottage.
Bloom should ask each other about the language, not the village master.
swallow
Don Li Shanfu
Every year is the same hard work, and everyone seems to have feelings. I am proud to fly in spring, and I hear the sound of the night.
All the feathers are strong and Jiang hates, so he backs off and chases Han Qing. Good home gold bullets, pollution-free carving.
swallow
Tangliqiao
The goddess waited for Chen to arrive, mysterious and blue. When it rains, it dances in the spring breeze.
Celebrate the side carving aperture, in the double flying green curtain. Don't leave your paws in surprise, or you will miss the Wu Palace.
swallow
Tang Lizhong
The home smells of colorful mud, and the nesting is too busy.
Noisy beauty daydreaming, two people are still carving beams.
Chunyan
Don
For a long time, whispering outside the window, as long as the beauty rolls the embroidered curtain.
The building has become a must-celebrate, and the high gate is frequently entered.
Butterfly fragrance dances among the flowers, and the spring mud by the river carries rain.
I have lived for several years, eager to win the roof for him.
swallow
Don Qin Taoyu
I don't know if the building is empty, but the frequency has reached the corner.
I once talked to a beautiful woman, but I gave up embroidery time several times.
Autumn Yan
Donskontu
Fly up the incense dust, pity the canal only to solve the dependence.
After winter, it's near the deep furnace, so why go back to Qianyan?
Yan Yong
Don Zhang Jiuling
Haiyan is weak. It will come in spring. I don't know that mud is cheap, so I can only watch Yutang open.
Embroiderers go in twice, and Hua Xuanri comes back several times. Haiyan doesn't want to fight for power and profit, and hawks don't have to be suspicious of slander.
Yan Yong
Don
The stone body is still heavy, but the strength of holding mud is still weak. I've never been to the first place, flying in pairs.
swallow
Tangzhenggu
Last year came and went, and the cold spring smoke passed Xiaoxiang. Low-flying green shores and plum rains,
Enter the red chamber to pick apricot beams. A few idle inkstones peep at the shallow water, and the mud in the falling flower path stinks.
A thousand words, no one will know, and chasing the warbler over the short wall.
Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran)
In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
Birds are singing everywhere around me.
But now I remember that night, that storm,
How many fallen flowers are there?
Ancient poems describing spring
Liu Yong (He)
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Ancient poems describing spring
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)
Good rain knows its correct time;
When spring comes.
The wind blows its mouth at night;
Moisturize things silently.
Dark clouds filled the wild lane;
The fire of a river boat is unique.
Dawn sees saturated red;
Flowers weigh heavily on Jinguan City.
Ancient poems describing spring
Guanniaoxi (Wang Wei)
When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls,
The night is quiet and the mountains are empty.
The moon is full of surprises,
It rings in the spring stream.
Ancient poems describing spring
Qingming (Du Mu)
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Ancient poems describing spring
Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi)
The world in April is full of beauty,
Peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.
I hate that spring is nowhere to be found,
I don't know how it got like this.
Ancient poems describing spring
Late spring (Han Yu)
The grass knows that spring will come back soon.
All kinds of red and purple hit Fang Fei.
Huayang has no talent for pods,
Just to solve the problem of heavy snow.
Ancient poems describing spring
In early spring, he became a member of Zhang (Han Yu) of the Ministry of Water Resources.
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is far and near, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than a city full of smoke and willow.
Ancient poems describing spring
Chun Xing (Wu Yuanheng)
It's cloudy,
All the flowers fall to see the songbirds.
The spring breeze caused homesickness overnight.
Follow the spring breeze to Los Angeles again.
Ancient poems describing spring
Tituchengnanzhuang (Cuihu)
On this day last year, in this door,
Peach blossoms set each other off in red.
People don't know where to go,
Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Ancient poems describing spring
Jueju (Du Fu)
Later that day, Jiang,
Spring breeze smells of flowers and plants.
Muddy swallows,
The sand warms the sleeping mandarin duck.
Ancient poems describing spring
Looking for flowers by the river (Du Fu)
Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,
Thousands of flowers crushed the branches.
Butterflies have been dancing,
The charming warbler chirps.